I would like to tell everyone why I am bothering with a book instead of enjoying life when ever i can. i was brought up to believe that, yes i am my brothers keeper. i see my brothers and sisters hurting every day. so much pain , hurt, sorrow, it breaks my heart. how does one go about mending a broken heart, by repair. like our planet in pain right now from abuse and overuse. people, advocates, are doing all they can to heal our broken home. they feel a responsibility to repair the damage. i know we as a group have a chance to mend our broken hearts, in a way never before done. we are the many voices of pain, i for one can no longer tolerate the abuse toward those of us who suffer needlessly. THAT WAS A NICE DREAM, PAINFUL BUT GOOD. seems u always learn the most from painful failures. not that i want to live this way, it just happens. i am ready to slow the learning curve and start doing.~~~ruby
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